Standing up

Life's like this.

Never has a chance to see what impedes your growth, nor do I realize that my delusion of me improving as time goes by are shattered when seeing a man in the air hovering across my head while I am still trying to hold my body up to experience the first standing posture in life. That's just to describe how far am I left behind when looking at the eagles soaring.

Everyone was given a fair chance since this premise is true for the fact that everybody's journey in life differs A fair chance to what? A fair chance to climb up in life and breathe the air above the deep confining well. The sky is bright, but it could mean less if i am keeping myself beneath the ground. Dirty hands i may think, to get sweat, to get beaten up, to get tired, to fail and to be failed, it's just a process, on-going one, in order to straight and be what I have wanted to be.

Lots of motivational talks are futile without lots of corrections. The best way to start going is to engage myself. Try to experience the fingers moving, hands moving, arms lifting, legs lifting, head turning, mouth muttering, and the mind will enJoy the party. The rest will be history.